Sunday, June 28, 2009

Silly request, I know... but please pray for me to find my camera!! We can't afford to buy another one and I can't find the one I have... with my husband coming home in a week or two after being gone over a year and some change, I really want to take pics of him and Amelia! I'm starting to get really upset!

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

I had 3 friends over today for a long playdate, and since they were here I fixed us all lunch. Two of the girls "helped" by sprinkling salt on the cucumbers that were for cucumber salad. They couldn't keep their hands out of the cucumbers, and at first I was pretty excited, thinking they liked cucumbers. Until they started shaking salt into their hands and licking it; and I realized it was the salt they liked and not the cucumber!

I don't remember exactly when I had a conversation with my 2 year old about what Stop signs mean, but I know it's been a while. Ever since then she hasn't hesitated to remind me that, "Top sign mean TOP!! Mommy!!!" She's so specific about what a full, complete stop is, you'd think she was a police officer. (All I know is that it's a good thing she isn't riding with my sister. And that's all I'm going to say about that!!)

Today we were headed to the commissary and right before we got to the stop sign on base, she told me she was going to sing me "very pretty song 'bout top sign topping". And it was very cute, in a happy voice, about stop signs meaning stop and mommy driving and birds singing on a sunny day and more stop signs and more stopping.

I wonder if she's trying to tell me something?? I will admit that my stops have improved a great deal since the stop sign nazi started riding in my back seat!!

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

We're working on painting lots of pages to make our paper rings for the countdown chain again. We're in a 30-45 day window now!! I won't know when he's coming home for sure until about a week prior, and even that is a best estimate. We'll be heading to Jacksonville to stay in the BOQ for a while and then finally... HOME.

It's going to be so weird to have Rafe living at home full time. For a year. The longest we've ever lived together without him going on a deployment, workup, TAD, MOS school, specialized training, out in the field, you name it. We already have plans to give each other a bit of space with no questions asked when or if we need it.

And if he is home every night at the same time for dinner... I may very well pass out from joy.

Monday, June 1, 2009

Earlier this year, Amelia kept asking me for pen and paper so she could write. She wrote a lot of pretend letters. Mostly H, I, M, and A's seemed to be her favorite. I would ooh and ahh over the scribbles that she would bring to me.

In early April, she told me, "I make a face, Mommy!" and wanted me to take pictures of her drawings to show Daddy. She pointed out a C, H, A and T. You could have knocked me over with a feather when I took a closer look at her "scribbles" to see that she really WAS writing letters!! AND a smiley face!

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"We are each of usANGELSwith only one wing and we can only fly byEMBRACING EACH OTHER "-Lucian de Crescenzo

About Us

It's three years later... we've been through another deployment, several TAD months of training and preparing for our 5th deployment (and the second YEAR long deployment). We've PCS'd to North Carolina where we met old friends from past duty stations and made new ones on our Marine Corps journey. And we're still unpacking, yet again!

6 weeks after my husband returned, we had the unexpected surprise of our daughter arriving almost 2.5 months early with a lot of post birth complications. Now we're getting used to our new "normal".

My husband just returned from what I now consider to be our 17 month deployment (if you count the months of special training in another city before hand) and we've unpacked and begun planning for our next move and... you guessed it... packing up again.

Ok, we WERE preparing for the deployment... now we're living it. And I'm more unpacked than I was!

We're preparing for a year long deployment, living in one city and traveling to another where my husband is in training for the next few months before he leaves. We've yet to fully unpack anywhere! This blog is for my husband, family and friends... and myself, so I can remember where I'm at! :)

PEACEit does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble or hard work. it means to be in the midst of those things and still be calm in your heart.(unknown)

Amelia in Azaleas

"I believe it to be a great mistake to present Christianity as something charming and popular with no offense in it....Wecannot blink at the fact that gentle Jesus meek and mild was so stiff in his opinions and so inflammatory in his language that he was thrown out of church, stoned, hunted from place to place, and finally gibbeted as a firebrand and a public danger. Whatever his peace was, it was not the peace of an amiable indifference."--Dorothy Sayers